Unfortunately, this is what you get for filling out the living forms late.

Costs were far too high for you to afford the college classes you need, the books and supplies, and housing. You had put it off, scouring last minute to find a place to stay. It had worked out for you last year, who’s to say it wouldn’t this time? Of course, luck didn’t strike you twice and the only thing you could find was an apartment close to campus already having six out of the eight people it could accommodate.

You couldn’t complain even if you wanted to, it was your fault after all, but the flat tire you had gotten on the way here and the box that decided to break with lots of important stuff in it didn’t help. But eventually, you managed to find the apartment and open the door, being greeted with the sight of the others in the kitchen making ramen noodles.

“Ew all we have is Maruchan? Top Ramen is obviously better.”

“What are you talking about, Soap?? You have awful taste.”

“I’m not taking criticism from someone who wears sunglasses inside, Horangi.”